King In A Kid

Who would have thought
That the Great God sought
And desired by men of all ages
Would suddenly be brought forth
Born as though He were nought
In the animal manger-stall

Who would have really thought
That Jehovah who lives forever
Would play on Bethlehem’s streets
And dance like others with dirty feet

Surely who would have thought
That a twelve year old being sought
By His foster parents would have caught
The error in their paternity claim
And tell them who His real Father was
Thus making their argument lame

This twelve year old was teaching
The great Rabbis and scholars
They listened in shock and awe
He was the Word they were reading
He was the truth they were seeking

This Kid grew to manhood
To the time of Messianic manifestation
He was just a Man on the outside
And Almighty God on the inside

He slept like a tired Man in the boat
And buffeting demons on the sea took note
And raised a storm while He was afloat
‎Once roused-He spoke like a Mighty God
And legions of demons obeyed their Lord

All through His earthly sojourn
He was the gentle and mild Lamb
Innocent and forgiving, letting and leaving
Same Lamb returns as a Royal Lion
Judging and condemning the haughty
For those who scorn Him in His minority
Will be victims of ‎His sovereign authority



Greatness In Simplicity

Great God that occupies all space and time
Whom the heaven of heavens holds not
Who is clothed and veiled in majestic Light
Yet condescends to man who sought Him not

He who separated the earth from water
And made the moon His tidal marker
A seal for the surging sea to see and falter
Surely has a way to mark the elect that matter

He who was veiled before the seraph-angels
Sinless beings who never took up Lucifer’s cudgels
They saw Him not till on Bethlehem’s blessed lea
He was born-the dying mankind’s Saviour to be

He who made all things for His good pleasure
Thousands of starry suns and windswept worlds
Yet the Director-Producer of this great cosmic art
Borrows my little heart and yours to act a part